From what I heard about Friday night in a certain place…and later, at least one or two people might want a double shot of the above. I’m liking how the Exit Inn and La Taverna bounce off each other. All the principles of the Exit were on duty last night: Spiros dishing up ceviche, AB lighting candles when he wasn’t watching the football game.
At least two major weddings at La Merced yesterday…and globos in the starry night later. North 5th Ave packed with people walking, but not a lot of restaurant biz seen. Lava’s new/expanded space, packed with people, some obviously post-wedding. l like Ocelot’s new murals but they could use more business.
yeah, the weather…finally some perfect days/evenings.l get spoiled by the usually great weather here anyway, but when November rolls around, perfection reaches a whole other level.
and, major thanks to Comandante Bill, who gave me the final/perfect fix for my ongoing problems with MS Office/Word…I’m good to go, press on and keep on writing the River of Scum project.
And no, I didn’t get to 6th calle last night…I was gonna but turned up 5th avenida…hopes of seeing Miss M but I was early or she was late…got corralled into buying a ticket for some kinda dance thing on the 21st from another sweet young thing across the street.
Incoming/Outgoing..Tanya H leaves on the 26th…Jim Mullen returns on the 26th..and where the hell is Hogan? he’s kinda like the cherry on top of the sundae..no, more like crushed nuts. I like the annual migratory patterns of our part-timers…keeps the conversations fresh(mostly). Tono out last night, roaming with some drinking buddies, looking a bit rumpled. If we had a bar name Bailey’s, we could call him ‘rumpled of the bailey’ and I wouldn’t be surprised if Cindy C returns in December.
Our Man in Antigua 
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